vampire bat

As if feeling something, Josephine opened her eyes and saw Quigley standing beside her bed.

Silently he rolled over, turning his back to Quigley.

"Josephine." Quigley bent down, trying to put his hand on his cheek.

"Don't touch me." Josephine wrapped the quilt tightly and hid her face.

Quigley looked at him for one second, two seconds, three seconds, and finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and hugged him violently.

"Go away!" Josephine struggled, but he didn't have the strength to push him away.

"I didn't touch Ange, I didn't take him away." Quigley sat down, but kept Josephine in his arms all the time, "You need blood to restore your strength."

"Isn't that what you want?" Josephine laughed at him, "I don't have the strength to run away now."

"Josephine, don't do this, I love you." Quigley stroked Josephine's cheek.

"You love me?" Josephine smiled, "You know that Wilson is already with that girl, why did you push my sister to him! Why did you tell me now?!"

"It was you who broke the rules and turned her into a vampire," Quigley said. "You should understand the consequences of doing so."

Josephine was silent, he turned his head to one side, tears slid silently down his cheeks.

Quigley put him down, then bit his own wrist, clenched his fist and let the blood flow into the wine glass.

"Tomorrow's you must be intact." He brought the wine glass in front of Josephine, "You don't want others to know what happened today, do you?"

Josephine leaned against the bed and looked coldly at the blood in the cup, turning her face away in disgust.

Quigley easily squeezed his mouth open and poured the blood from the cup into Josephine's mouth.

"I hate you." Blood dripped down his chin and onto his front. Josephine looked up at him with unconcealable hatred in her eyes.

"Hate me?" Quigley's smile gradually distorted, "If it wasn't for me, you would always be the son of the procuress, and you would never be able to get away from the brothel for the rest of your life."

"I transformed you!" Quigley approached Josephine, "I am your elder, your master, you better know that you belong to me."

Josephine thought he was about to strike again, so she closed her eyes, but what was waiting was Quigley's departure.

Hearing his voice getting further and further away, Josephine breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness." Sebastian walked in, and he had been guarding the door.

"Sebastian..." Josephine burst into tears, covering her face with her hands, tears kept flowing from her fingers, "I transformed Elizabeth, I killed her..."

"Josephine." Sebastian grabbed his hand, "It's over, don't mention it anymore, it will kill you."

Although so many years have passed, no one in the blood clan knows the truth of this matter, not even Sebastian who has followed Josephine for so many years.

Josephine looked at Sebastian, hesitant to say something.

"If you want to talk, I've been listening." Sebastian looked at Josephine's red eyes from crying, and he reached out his hand to comfort him, but suddenly realized that he had overstepped.

"I lied to you...I'm not a nobleman, I'm the son of a procuress." Josephine smiled wryly, "I don't know which client my father is, but I don't hate him. Mom treats me very well, I love the girls too, we're like family."

Sebastian would listen silently to him about his still life as a human, and Josephine would have a smile on his face, knowing that it was the best time of his life.

until that day.

"Mom came to me with a whole bag of gold coins, and she said that a guest named me, and he was a vampire, and I dare not refuse him." Josephine's body was trembling, and he was caught in a terrible memory, "I never went out again because he would wait for me in a deserted alley and stop me after dark. But then, he broke into my house directly, and I could only hide under the covers. Rishi shivered."

Sebastian knew that the vampire was Quigley, but he didn't expect that Josephine was forcibly transformed.

"Am I becoming more and more like him?" Josephine asked, "He treats me like this, and am I treating others like this?"

Sebastian shook his head, trying to explain, but found he had no reason.

Over the years, Josephine's attitude towards those servants and pets has indeed become more and more like Quigley, probably because of the same bloodline.

"You don't need to comfort me." Josephine smiled wryly, "You can let them all go. Those who want to stay stay, and those who want to go go."

Winnie stood up in a daze, his head suddenly hit the wooden board, and the pain caused him to wake up in an instant.

He suddenly remembered that he was sleeping in a coffin, and the bump just woke Bourne up.

"You're awake." Bourne asked, looking at Winnie who was lying on top of him and rubbing his head.

"I... bumped my head." Winnie blushed, and squeezed aside in a well-behaved manner, how did it become like this.

Bourne opened the coffin, and Winnie hurriedly got up and went out.

"His Royal Highness dismissed his blood slaves and pets." A vampire walked in with a blood slave boy in his arms. "Will we also be driven away by Elder Quigley?"

"You think Quigley made him do it?"

Winnie eavesdropped on the sidelines, and Josephine's decision always gave people the feeling of ruining the family.

No, no, he has to leave quickly, otherwise Quigley directly blocked the castle in order to find the ring.

"Born..." After thinking for a while, Vinny said, "I, I may have to leave now, but don't worry, I will wait for you at home."

Bourne seemed to have guessed his thoughts, patted his head and said, "Are you going to leave me? Let's go, be careful on the road, I might have to wait for Josephine's consent."

Vinny nodded, reaching into his pocket to make sure the ring was there.

"What's the matter, Winnie?" Byrne saw Winnie's face turn pale for a moment.

"The ring...is missing." Winnie searched for the coffin but couldn't find it, "I...I'm sorry for Josephine..."

Bourne held Winnie in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Is it important to him?"

Winnie nodded: "Should I tell him?"

"He looks like this, you'd better not let him know, go home quickly."

Vinny thought about how weak Josephine looked yesterday, and if this bad news was added, he would not be able to hold on.

Bourne sent him away and watched him board the carriage and disappear into the dense forest. Someone seemed to wave his hand to Bourne in the distance.

"Don't come to me again." Bourne walked over and looked at Thales sitting on the tree.

Thales smiled, and he jumped down from the tree, trying to trap Bourne in a corner.

"Do you want to tease anyone?" Bourne slapped Taylor's restless hand, "Take the things and leave quickly."

Thales laughed twice, and said, "You and your father really look alike, let's go, I won't mess with you."

Winnie got out of the carriage, and after bumping all day, his feet felt soft on the ground.

The gate of Wilson Castle was closed tightly, and Winnie tapped on the door, and Miss Catherine's voice came from inside.

"Irland, get lost!"

"No, I'm Vinny."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then roared, "Go to hell!"

Winnie stood at the gate in a daze, thinking that he would not let himself in because he had caused such a big disaster and hurt Bourne.

Duke Wilson, don't you want him...

Winnie looked up at the glass of the study, he turned back into a bat and flew up, lying on the window and saw Wilson.

Bang bang, Winnie slapped the glass with his wings, climbing up and down anxiously.

Wilson finally heard the sound, and he saw Vinny hurriedly get up and open the window, holding the little flying fox tightly in his arms.

"Lord, master..." Winnie was so hugged that he couldn't breathe, and he struggled to expose his head to breathe.

Sensing Winnie's situation, Wilson quickly let go of his hand.

Winnie turned into a teenager, and was wrapped in an embrace as soon as he raised his head.His head was in a daze, Wilson, who had always been indifferent, why was something different today.

"I thought you couldn't come back." Wilson hugged him tightly, his excitement was beyond words, "Where is Bourne, didn't you come back with you?"

"Bourne...maybe he won't be back in a few days." Winnie was a little uncomfortable in Wilson's arms. On the one hand, he was afraid that Wilson would always avoid him. On the other hand, he felt that Bo En will not be happy.

Wilson saw Winnie's dodge, he let go of his hand, but did not ask him: "Your room is still there, go and rest when you are tired."

Winnie nodded, watching Wilson return to his previous cold look, sitting at the desk and never looking at himself again.

This is what he should be like. Winnie is relieved, he is just a bat raised by Duke Wilson.

He withdrew and returned to his room, which was still in its original state, not even a little dusty.

Seeing the fresh fruit on the bedside, Winnie felt a little dazed, as if he had never left here, and everything that happened at Josephine's seemed like a dream.

When Catherine passed by, she still looked like she wanted to eat him, but Winnie felt very kind. After all, he finally came back from Josephine, and he could see Catherine lose her temper again.

Seeing Winnie's smirk, Catherine was a little puzzled: "What are you laughing at, don't think I'll let you go."

Winnie wasn't as scared as before, he just watched Catherine leave and told himself that everything could be the same as before.